God looks down
on this sweet smelling town.
His flowers hang low
under each and every window.
The cobblestone streets
echo with the sound of horses feet.
As the church bell rings,
He hears His children sing.
And His heart is filled with joy
when He sees His little boy
lift his hands in praise
to the one who gives him grace.
As God looks down
on this sweet smelling town.
God looks down
on this sweet smelling town.
His flowers hang low
under each and every window.
The cobblestone streets
echo with the sound of horses feet.
As the church bell rings,
He hears His children sing.
And His heart is filled with joy
when He sees His little boy
lift his hands in praise
to the one who gives him grace.
As God looks down
on this sweet smelling town.